He finished his words first.

"Some composer said that "Over the Moon" is garbage."

"Who said that?" Xiaobao asked.

The questioner was replaced by a young reporter. He was speechless when he heard the rhetorical question, why don't you follow the routine?

"Music has no borders, and there is no right or wrong, as long as someone likes it." Xiaobao did not embarrass him too much: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the listeners over forty years old and ask them about "Nanshan Nan" and "Moon of the Moon"

Compare them above and see which one you like better."

He didn't dare to talk about other people's songs, as it would easily offend people.

Liu Minghua had already changed from standing to sitting down.

With so many reporters, he was still a little worried. He was afraid that the boss would say something wrong and be caught out.

After asking a few questions, I realized that I was worrying too much.

Qin Xiaobao's performance was much more sophisticated than he expected. There were slight flaws, but it didn't affect anything, and he was relieved.

The employees outside were a little distracted.

This is the first time that so many reporters have visited. After work, I did not forget to take a peek and want to know what was going on inside.

"The opportunity you just mentioned was the cooperation with the King of Heaven?" the old reporter continued to ask.

"That's right. He came to Shanghai some time ago and we met. Making the album can only be said to be an extra result." Xiaobao seemed to be showing off: "I don't know if you have heard the song "Gong Xi Fa Cai".

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Several reporters nodded.

"The King heard this song by chance and expressed interest. It was originally a customized single, but after some exchanges, he expressed interest in several other songs of mine."

The reporters listened quietly, and the sound of keyboards in the reception room continued.

News related to King of Heaven is still very valuable, especially since the focus of work in recent years has been on movies. If an album is released, it will definitely be taken seriously.

"What kind of person do you think the King of Heaven is?"

"Looks really young, in his early thirties, speaks very softly, but feels aura..." Xiaobao blew all kinds of rainbow farts, and some said nothing, which made people laugh.

As long as you can't find any thorns in it.

"In a few days, I will also go to Hong Kong to participate in the recording of the King's album."

He made a warning by the way.

Reporters also asked several questions about Liu Tianwang.

"Can you tell me your next plan?"

"The plan is a commercial secret, but what I can say is that the current focus of the studio is around the Phoenix Legend. Please support me." Xiaobao changed the topic.

Didi, beep, the phone rang, and the old reporter turned his head dissatisfied. Did he not have any professionalism at all?

What's even more strange is that not just one person, but several people took out their mobile phones.

The old reporter himself was the same way. He looked and saw that it was the editor-in-chief.

Xiaobao smiled: "It's okay, take a rest first, you can answer the phone."

The reporters smiled, apologized, and lowered their heads in whispers.

However, after listening for a while, everyone looked up at the same time, looking at the slightly leisurely young man.

Venice Film Festival, the shortlist is out.
Chapter completed!